Friday, May 15, 2009

Remnants For You,Boy.

The beginning:

The first note rings,
Distortion slips in,
Violins swinging,
Drums beating,
Palm muting the strings,
Slowly progressing,
And it goes on.

Progressing its way up till the highest note,
Killer solo with attitude,
Hardcore rhythms,
Saddening bass,
Slowly soften the tune,
Stop.

Ends a progressive song, telling a story about a "Remnant."


The body:

When Pete said he would turn back to who he was,
He didn’t lie or made it up to make people worried,
He knows him self better than others,
While others can only tell and remind,
Remind him about falling stars and midnight trains,
Remind him that not everything will end with tears,
Not all songs are meant for him,
Not all songs are happy because the lyric hides behind the tunes,
Remind him that love is beautiful in its own way.
They can tell him that not everyone is to be blame,
Tell him that not every bad guy is going to hell,
Not every town is burning down; when he tries to run,
Not every soft place is comfy,
They can only tell and remind.

He decides to be cold or just rot and wait for someone
; would they even bother to pick him up?
Yes, some people actually care.


The ending:

You hold the world and you can push it to the middle,
Of silence and dead cold place
Or perhaps land with fake rainbows.
You can chase sunset’s everyday,
You can stare at the bright moon,
Well, you can only chase and stare at it.

This is a remnant of what you’ve become,
You’re chasing ghost, boy.

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